The old man said to Zhao Yun: "Hey, I know that the official has a treasure map, and you ask your grandson to find a way to steal it."
When Wenxuan heard this, he was furious. He stared at the old man and shouted angrily: "Isn't doing this harmful to grandson? How can you use grandson?"
Dongfang Hong frowned, looked at Zhao Yun, then looked at the old man, and then said to the old man: "Suncle Xu Dong promised, it proves that it is not a good bird. Humph, your approach is too much!"
The old man lowered his head, his voice with a hint of guilt.
"Oh, I know I'm wrong and will never do such a thing again."
Wenxuan looked at the old man and his tone was still stern.
"What's the use of just knowing that you're wrong? You have to call your grandson back!"
At this moment, a drizzle of rain came from the yard, accompanied by the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves.
A child who was soaked in a dregs appeared at the door, and it was Xu Dong.
He was trembling all over, his hair was wet against his face, and his lips were purple from cold.
When Xu Dong saw the people in the room, he trembled and said, "Grandpa...I..." His voice was filled with grievance and fear.
The old man hurried over, hugged his grandson, and said with heartache: "Dongdong, what's going on?"
Wenxuan said: "What are you asking? Get him in quickly."
The old man hurriedly carried the child in.
Wenxuan quickly brought a clean towel over and wiped Xu Dong's hair while saying, "Child prodigy, you are suffering, come and warm up."
Xu Dong stood there tremblingly, looking at everyone with confusion, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from his experience.
The whole yard was filled with a damp smell, and the rain was still falling, hitting the ground, splashing water.
The master asked Xu Dong, what was going on?
Xu Dong sneezes and then trembled his arms.
"The official drove me out."
The old man was shocked. Did the official discover his grandson’s conspiracy?
Xu Dong looked at Zhao Yun and the other two. Although he had a cold, he was not confused.
He knew that in front of outsiders, there were some things that could not be said.
The old man sighed.
"Child, just say anything, they already know."
Xu Dong was shocked.
I really don’t understand, how could my grandfather tell outsiders?
Xu Dong said that he had no good feelings for himself today, so he asked him to come back quickly and stop going to the official's house from now on.
The implication is that I won’t care about the past.
"Grandpa, I'm particularly scared, afraid of being discovered."
Anyway, Xu Dong lived a very tormented life there.
So Wenxuan criticized the old man again. He was simply a big deal and gave all the responsibility to his grandson.
At this moment, the old man was already thinking about it.
He hugged his grandson and started crying.
"Child, grandpa is sorry for you."
At this moment, his tears were real.
There was still a drizzle in the sky, and the rain was much smaller than before. The water on the street was slowly receding, and the air was filled with a wet breath.
Zhao Yun is about to leave.
Xu Dong: "Please take me away, I have guessed the identities of the three of you."
Wenxuan: "Oh? Tell me, why do you say that, and why do you follow us?"
Xu Dong: "Hehe, although I am young, I admire Prime Minister Xi Yu very much. I think you must have something to do with the Prime Minister."
Xu Dong said weakly: "I have a cold now, and it is really difficult to do it. Can you three stay and set off with me tomorrow?"
His grandfather sat beside the bed, looked at Xu Dong with a worried look on his face, shook his head and said, "What is the Prime Minister's identity? How could he take you, a kid?"
Wenxuan stood aside, and had the intention of this. She whispered: "Xu Dong, as long as you are happy, I can take you away."
"But I just went to the official's house and did something wrong. Now I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate to make this request."
Wenxuan smiled and said, "As long as you can correct your mistakes, everything will be easy to say." His eyes were filled with sincerity and encouragement.
Xu Dong nodded firmly and said, "I will definitely reform myself and will never let everyone down!"
Zhao Yun looked at Xu Dong, showed a gratified smile on his face, and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll stay."
When the old man heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't stop. He put his hands on his hips and laughed: "Okay, okay! I'll host a banquet to entertain you tonight, let's celebrate!"
The old man laughed and cried, but in fact he couldn't bear to leave his grandson. But in order to give his grandson a good home, he was willing to listen to his grandson.
Song Shuwen sat quietly beside Jia Xu's bed, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but also full of concern.
Suddenly, Jia Xu's eyes slowly opened, and he looked around blankly, and found that he was in a completely unfamiliar environment.
Wen Liang was the first to find Jia Xu awaken. His face showed a look of surprise. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked softly: "You are awake, how do you feel?"
Jia Xu quickly stood up, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion, and he frowned and asked, "Where is this? Why am I here?"
Wenliang quickly replied: "Sir, don't panic. This is the place we specially set up to save the teacher. You have suffered some injuries before, but now you are fine."
Jia Xu's face was still confused. He rubbed his forehead and tried hard to recall what had happened before.
Jia Xu's face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled involuntarily. His eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.
Because he remembered the cellar and the witch.
Seeing this, Wenliang frowned and asked with concern: "Mr. Jia, what have you experienced? Have you remembered it?"
Jia Xu's lips were trembling slightly.
He bit his lower lip, shook his head, and whispered: "I...I don't want to mention it again."
His eyes dodged, as if he didn't dare to look at Wen Liang.
Fang looked at Jia Xu from the side, sighed helplessly, and said, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to say it."
Wenliang smiled and said to Jia Xu: "Mr. Jia, this is Song Shuwen, a famous doctor around the Prime Minister. I have worked hard to invite him to treat you." His tone was a little proud.
When Jia Xu heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Song Shuwen, nodded, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Song." His voice was a little weak.
Wenliang continued: "When I found you, sir, you were in a well! I also tried my best to save you with the villagers." A look of emotion appeared on his face.
Jia Xu looked at Wen Liang gratefully, clasped his fists and said tremblingly: "Brother Wen, Jia Xu will never forget this kind of kindness. If you have the chance in the future, you will definitely repay you with a spring of water."
A strange look suddenly flashed in Jia Xu's eyes. He stared straight at Song Shuwen, as if he was examining something.
Song Shuwen felt a little uncomfortable by his eyes, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.
He wondered in his heart: "Why is this man staring at me so much?"
Jia Xu was silent for a moment and asked slowly, "Mr. Song, do you know me?"
Song Shuwen shook his head and answered honestly: "I have never met Mr. I have met you just now."
Jia Xu's brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Jia Xu lowered his head and thought that Song Shuwen didn't know me, that would be the best.
A trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he secretly made up his mind not to reveal his identity.
Song Shuwen looked at Jia Xu with a look of confusion on his face.
Jia Xu took a deep breath and sighed: "I am now penniless and I am really powerless to repay you. Even your life-saving grace cannot be repaid. Why don't I stay and do something?"
Wenliang waved his hand quickly and said with a smile: "Sir, you are polite. Just go home directly, don't worry."
In the room, the sun shines through the windows and gently shines on people, but it cannot dispel the confusion in Jia Xu's heart.
Jia Xu frowned and looked ahead with a confused look.
But next, I don't know where to go.
Song Shuwen smiled slightly and looked at everyone with a gentle look.
"I should go back, too."
Wenliang frowned and showed concern: "The medical expenses have not been paid yet."
Song Shuwen waved his hand with a generous expression on his face.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, you are a good person. You rescued someone you don't know and even ran so far to call me, so I'm willing to treat you for free."
Wenliang and Fang looked at Song Shuwen at the same time, looking grateful.
In Wenliang's yard, the sun shines on the ground, reflecting on another horse.
The breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness.
Song Shuwen looked at Jia Xu, then patted the horse's neck, and a free and easy smile appeared on his face.
"Then I'll leave first."
Jia Xu frowned slightly, his eyes a little confused.
Next step...where should I go? I can't stay at Wenliang's house...
Wenliang walked over and looked at Jia Xu with concern in his eyes.
"Mr. Jia, do you have a home to go back?"
Jia Xu lowered his head slightly and smiled embarrassedly.
"Well...just that."
Wenliang pointed to the horse in the yard and said with a smile: "Then you ride this horse, this is the horse I rode when I went to Youzhou."
Jia Xu looked at Wen Liang gratefully, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you, Brother Wenliang, then I'm not polite."
Wen Liang waved his hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, be careful on the road."
On the other side, in the room of Youzhou County, the light was dim and a depressing atmosphere was filled with the air.
Xu Mingtian sat on the chair, his body trembling slightly, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were filled with sadness and despair.
Woo...I'm really sad...
Wang Liang frowned, and a worried look appeared on his face.
"Xu Mingtian, don't cry anymore, things will always pass."
Xi Yu hugged his chest with his hands, looked at Xu Mingtian calmly, and said slowly: "Don't stop him, let him vent his anger."
Xu Mingtian's crying was even more miserable.
The whole person seemed to be immersed in pain and could not extricate himself.
"What should I do...What should I do..."
Xi Yu said: "When he cries enough, maybe it will be better."
Xu Mingtian raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said with a grievance: "I am regarded as a person who is not doing his job in the village, and my parents are also angry. Walking in the village, many people sarcastic at me, and my wife was also affected and quarreled with me every day. Now, I am angry and returned to my parents' home. I feel that I am really a very unfortunate person."
When Xi Yu heard his words, he couldn't help laughing.
"Haha, I thought it was a big deal, it was just a small matter."
Xu Mingtian smiled as he watched Xi Yu, feeling even more aggrieved, his brows frowned even more, and his face showed a look of grievance.
"Prime Minister, how can this be a trivial matter? I am already in such pain, how can you still laugh? You are so lacking in love!"
Xi Yu put away his smile, looked at Xu Mingtian seriously.
"I was just a joke just now, and I will pay attention to this issue. Then I ask you, why do everyone think so?"
Xu Mingtian raised his head and looked at Xi Yu, with a hint of helplessness and confusion in his eyes.
"I like to write and draw, and I often immerse myself in fantasy and write some stories, but because no one can appreciate me, I burned it myself after I finished writing."
Xi Yu frowned and looked at Xu Mingtian thoughtfully: "So that's it..."
Xu Mingtian lowered his head, looked depressed, and his voice was low: "I also want others to see my works, but..."
Xi Yu roughly understands this person's character.
Perhaps his spiritual world is particularly rich and he rarely comes into contact with people.
So maybe I am a little withdrawn.
"But because of this, you shouldn't be seeking death," said Wang Liang.
But Xi Yu understood that he did this to attract everyone's attention.
But at this time, Xi Yu suddenly had an idea that he should pay attention to this person.
Maybe I want to use this person myself, but I don’t know if this is appropriate.
Because if everyone has troubles and let them use them, so what should we do?
When Wang Liang saw Xi Yu, he seemed to have something to say.
"Prime Minister, what should I do now?" Xu Mingtian said.
Xi Yu frowned and knocked his fingers on the table, thinking about something.
A few days ago, he thought of opening a serial novel in the newspaper, and he originally planned to write it himself.
But I'm afraid I don't have time...
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some good idea. He looked at Xu Mingtian and asked anxiously: "Don't you write a story? Can you let you try it?" His face was filled with anticipation.
When Xu Mingtian heard this, he was stunned at first, then scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Of course I can try it, but what do the Prime Minister want to do?"
Xi Yu told him not to worry about anything, just write it.
Wang Liang prepared paper and pen at this time.
"Okay, let's start writing now, the wonderful things you have to write are." Xi Yu said.
After a while, Xu Mingtian handed the written story to Xi Yu, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Xi Yu took the story and read it carefully. His expression gradually became focused, sometimes showing a look of surprise, sometimes nodding slightly.
After reading it, Xi Yu raised his head, looked at Xu Mingtian, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said, "This story is good!"
Then, Xi Yu showed the story to Wang Liang.
Wang Liang looked at the story, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "Wow, this story is really very attractive!"
Xi Yu looked at Xu Mingtian with a smile and said, "I have my own newspaper publishing concept. I think we can open a novel serial column. Moreover, I can tell you about the situation of newspapers and printing. I wonder if you are interested in this?"
Xi Yu briefly explained the situation of the newspaper.
For Xu Mingtian, this is really a good thing he wants. He has been depressed these days. Everyone regards him as a rat crossing the street. Now that someone has abandoned the olive branch, why is he not happy?
"Sir, I do." After that, he knelt down for Xi Yu.
Xi Yu immediately helped him up.
"Okay, then you can do it well, and don't seek death anymore."
This time, Xu Mingtian finally found confidence.
Xu Mingtian stood up, his eyes flashing with a firm light.
"Sir, thank you for your trust and support. I will work hard and live up to your expectations."
Must do it well.
Let those who look down on themselves have a good look at whether they have the ability.
Xi Yu patted Xu Mingtian on the shoulder and smiled encouragemently: "I believe you must have this ability and give full play to your talents."
Xu Mingtian nodded slightly, with a confident smile on his face.
He secretly made up his mind to work hard to make this novel serial column so that more people can like his story.
"Then you can create a story yourself next. If you need it, you will get a room for you in the county government."
Of course, this is for Wang Liang to hear.
Wang Liang said of course there was no problem.
"Thank you, Prime Minister, thank you, County Magistrate."
In the following days, Xu Mingtian devoted himself to novel creation, his story became more and more popular, and newspaper sales also rose steadily.
Of course, all this is a story.
Jia Xu rode his horse with a serious expression, his heart was confused and he didn't know where he should go.
He allowed the horses to gallop freely, and had already run far away without realizing it.
At this moment, the sky was gradually dyed orange-red by the sunset, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on the earth, covering the surrounding scenery with a layer of soft light.
Jia Xu touched his stomach and felt a burst of hunger.
He thought to himself, "What should I do? I don't have any penny on my body, and even the horse is probably hungry."
He looked at the well-behaved horse and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Jia Xu sighed helplessly, thinking in his heart a solution.
A thought suddenly flashed through Jia Xu's mind.
He remembered the night he had killed the shopkeeper, and he spent it in the temple.
Jia Xu thought secretly.
Why not find a temple for the time being, maybe the kind monk there will take me in.
But I didn't know where the temple was, so I had to move forward.
After a while, I finally saw the pedestrian and found out the direction of the temple.
Chapter completed!